Hello friends! It’s December 3rd and we’re off to the races! Or we’re in the races. That’s more like it… It’s December 3rd and here we are barreling towards the end of the year.
This time of year invariably has me taking stock of the things I’ve done in the last 11 months, in the last few weeks, in the last five minutes. The highlights include: publishing my third cookbook this past spring, launching workshops at my space in New Orleans, and eating cold rice with my fingers out of the pot on the stove. It’s a full life, ya know?
I’m pushing my dreams out and up this coming year, but before all that… let’s get to Christmas.
There is all sorts of news that I simply don’t have the bandwidth for as I write this on Saturday night, but here’s what I do have to offer you. It’s pretty good. I’m ok. You’re ok.
• If you are a person who has big scary dreams for the upcoming year, I want you to read this. Big dreams don’t come true because of Instagram followings and unicorn magic, they come true because we dare, we persevere, and we do a million tiny things towards our goal. A Story of a Big Dream and a Single, Small Step. Repeat.
• Ooohhh this perspective is very thoughtful: The Friend Who Diagnoses Too Much.